When will you come
I hate to wait
Why is it taking you so long
I think its late
Mom says you are six months away
But...
I wish to celebrate
So, come soon
I am waiting...

Tirelessly, waiting,
For another week or so.
Listening to the silly advice,
That true love comes only for,
Those who wait.

All it takes is a word from him
A romantic speech,
A caring phrase,
To keep me hanging,
To this weird love.

I've been waiting, for him,
To be my true love,
Or the real one to show,
But it seems as if,
Whoever it is,
Still thrives for another.

I dream of his voice,
Whispering in my ear,
All those words,
I long to hear.

The feeling of kisses given,
Makes my heart drum,
Like with no other.

I could wait on,
But I can't keep following,
This old advice,
It leaves me cold,
When all I want is your heat.

Why should we keep on waiting?
I'm done with complications,
Be with me.

All within the dyed robes of rhyme,
and the subtle dispatches of sinful woe...
Enchanted in wisdom; a pilgrim's trot,
waging and waling at the spot.

Fringing at the hands that drew his fate,
ever so lonesome in his wait.

With scattered fears, roaming earth,
in search of what, truly, is dear and dirth.

There is much freedom, need I say, in passing time...
In the careless precision, pattern, and chime!

Dearest dreams, do float away,
and water my sight, with not grief this today!
While sweetest passions, of ides a-due,
devise in garnishing thoughts of two!

Later mine hearts, when candles do,
shalt guidance us to all, when I am through!

And when thine waters cease further fall,
all virtues when on then, shall hitherto stall...
Beware of that widow, that mocks at our night,
in pitch perfect light, stings mostly she might!
for when golden braids,
spike at God's feet,
away, shalt thy singing,
make surely we meet!

A.r. Bazian

I wish
I could tell you
how much I love you
I wish
let you know
I'm next to you
I wish
I could comfort you
I wish
I could tell you
everything will be fine
I wish
I could believe
that will arrive soon
the moment in which
finally
you and I
will be together
I wish
but I can’t
I wish
that this world
don't divide us
I just wish
I could
tell you
I love you
staring at your eyes
I just wish
I could feel
the warmth
of your arms around me
I just wish
to know
you’re happy
I wish
but I can't
hatred keeps us separated
violence
divides us
your ideals
your selflessness
your bravery
your integrity
that I love so
keep us far away
I wish
you next to me
I desperately
wish
to find you
in a place without
war
I want
to believe it
I want
to hope
I just want
close
my eyes
and wait

My heart didn't break
When you texted me "we're through."
It broke too, too terribly long ago.

You'd push away and longingly stare
At those with a nobody
pretending to be someone.

You closed off your life
And blamed me for respecting you
For giving you space.

But now, your grindstone letters
Which have crushed me for so long
Merely ground the flour
That Will, one day, bake a beautiful cake.

I wait for the day,
That may never come,
When I can say

Stronger now
Better now
Repaired now
Myself now.

But like the dust in the mill,
You've stained the flour, tainted the cake.
You got what you wanted, but still you take,
With the impunity of the grindstone, crushing the flour.

And that is why the flour never wears on the grindstone.